@3Chorus. Then understand you not, fair choice, This language without tongue or voice?@1 How often have my tears Invaded your soft ears, And dropp'd their silent chimes A thousand thousand times, Whilst Echo did your eyes, And sweetly sympathize; But that the wary lid Their sluices did forbid! @3Chorus. Then understand you not, fair choice, This language without tongue or voice?@1 My arms did plead my wound, Each in the other bound; Volleys of sighs did crowd, And ring my griefs aloud; Groans, like a cannon ball, Batter'd the marble wall, That the kind neighb'ring grove Did mutiny for love. @3Chorus. Then understand you not, fair choice, This language without tongue or voice?@1 The rhet'ric of my hand Woo'd you to understand; Nay, in our silent walk My very feet would talk, My knees were eloquent, And spake the love I meant; But deaf unto that air, They, bent, would fall in prayer. @3Chorus. Yet understand you not, fair choice; This language without tongue or voice?@1 No? Know then, I would melt On every limb I felt, And on each naked part Spread my expanded heart, That not a vein of thee But should be fill'd with me; Whilst on thine own down I Would tumble, pant, and die. @3Chorus. You understand not this, fair choice; This language wants both tongue and voice.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE BEAUTIFUL by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES LOST AND FOUND by GEORGE MACDONALD OF THE REED THAT THE JEWS SET IN OUR SAVIOUR'S HAND by WILLIAM ALABASTER SONG OF THE FLOUR-MILL by EDWIN ARNOLD |